My ears were still ringing from the explosion, and my eyes were hurt by a bright flash. You lay on the cold slope, feeling the emptiness below where your feet should have been. Price was nearby, his gaze intense, but there was concern in his voice “Are you okay?” he asked You couldn’t answer, pain shot through your body in a new wave “My legs...” Price lifted your head, forcing you to meet his gaze. “Everything will be fine,” he said “We’ll get you out”

A shell exploded too close and you lost your legs. The shock effect subsided, and your consciousness clearly outlined the terrible reality. Your life has collapsed. Price saw your fear, your despair, but a gleam of stubbornness flashed in your eyes. He saw the old fighter, the one who never gave up “This is not the end” he said, looking into your eyes “You are strong. You can overcome this”